Lofty future

Song Weiran once asked me what my attitude towards Chi Xue was.

She is very simple, in her heart, Chi Xue is a childhood playmate, he can make a name for himself in Vanity Fair, she is really happy for him from the bottom of her heart, she doesn't care if he is still related or related to her after becoming famous .

She also knows that I am different.

Of course, I will also be happy for Chi Xue's success, but I will never be purely happy.Song Weiran thought that I couldn't forgive Chi Xue because he left Xiang Meifang when he was seriously ill.

It is undeniable that I was indeed full of "unforgivable" feelings when I was young and vigorous.

Before the age of 20, every time I thought about his departure, I felt anxious and angry, and imagined that one day I would ask him why.

But after a lot of life experience, many things will be looked down upon.Puzzlement, anger, and persistence have now silently dissipated.If I really want to answer Song Weiran's question, I can't think of a clear and definite answer.

I just can't hold any single emotion and emotion for him, I've missed him so much all these years while instinctively resisting him.

I imagined the scene of seeing him again countless times, but never thought that I could really see him again.

After three days of meeting this time, I felt something like the "celebrity effect".

Even though I knew in my heart that Boss Zheng had put pigeons on me that day, in order to survive without getting drunk in the spring breeze, I still put my mind on it and actively fought for it. I contacted him twice again, but the results were not satisfactory.

Just when he was at a loss, Song Weiran suddenly called and said that there were a lot of customers in the store, and she and Jiajia were both too busy, and asked me to help.

Listen to her tone, there is no deep meaning.I am usually instilled with knowledge of the entertainment industry by her, and after a little association, I can roughly guess what is going on.

"A fan of Chi Xue?"

"You still understand people!" Song Weiran took time out of his busy schedule to explain to me happily, "Someone from the restaurant next door posted a group photo of that day on the Internet, and they picked up our shop as well, and as a result, many people formed a team. pilgrimage."

"Oh...that's all?"

Song Weiran hesitated and paused for a while, then whispered: "...Well, I also picked up the relationship between the bookstore owner, that is, the two of us, and Chi Xue. But don't worry, there is nothing, just say they are casual friends That's all. His fans are just curious to take a look, and forget about it in two days."

I'm an ordinary person, so there's nothing to worry about. At most, I'm a little awkward: "That's okay, just treat customers and do business normally, keep your mouth open, and don't cause trouble for others."

"Don't I know that yet?" Song Weiran muttered, "Hurry up, our coffee machine is already on, and the coffee beans we prepared before might be consumed today."

"it is good."

I hung up the phone and went straight to the store.

The Lanting Pavilion has never been so crowded, but there are people sitting wherever people can sit, and the heads everywhere do not prevent the little girls from taking pictures. They can always find an angle to take good photos.

"Handsome guy, are you a clerk? Can you take a photo?" A girl stopped me while delivering coffee on a tray.

The reasonable request of the guest cannot refuse of course.

I walked over to obey their orders and stood beside a pot of Ten Thousand Year Bamboo.A little girl naturally leans her body towards me, almost touching and keeping a little distance, which is a common posture in anime.

"Handsome guy, smile." The companion who took the photo directed.

I subconsciously stare at the camera, grinning.

I don't know how many photos were taken on the other side. I laughed so hard that I couldn't keep it natural until I saw the "ok" gesture over there, and I was relieved.

But not yet.

The little girl in the group photo looked cute, but her personality was extremely domineering. She insisted on pulling me to watch it together.

I was very helpless, but not to the point of being unbearable, thinking that Song Weiran's next batch of coffee would not be ready so quickly, so I patiently stayed by the window and waited for her to choose.

Looking down from the window, I saw girls in groups of three or five looking around the roadside, and immediately cheered excitedly after finding the shop sign of Spring Breeze Not Drunk.

Indeed, it is the first time since the bookstore opened that it has such popularity, and I should be happy—of course I am, too, but just like the attitude towards Chi Xue, I am not purely happy, I always feel that there are some shadows under the sun.

Thinking about it carefully, in fact, ever since we reunited with Chi Xue until now, I have kept him at a respectful distance in my heart.

That day I said to Song Weiran, "Which Chi Xue is the Chi Xue we know", after thinking about it afterwards, this statement was really perfunctory, even insincere.

no.

A voice whispered in my heart - no, you don't think this Chi Xue is the Chi Xue you knew, you simply think that the Chi Xue you knew is dead.

Died at the moment when he repeatedly broke your holding hand and insisted on leaving.

"...This one is fine! The sunshine in this one is the gentlest, it looks very good-looking to me, and it matches my little brother's temperament well!"

My thoughts were interrupted by the joyful exclamation of the little girl beside me, I heard the sound and looked at the screen of her mobile phone.

In my opinion, it is almost the same as other photos, and the light and shadow composition are mediocre. I don't know how she came up with the evaluation of "extremely beautiful".

However, as long as she is happy, my task has finally been successfully completed: "It is very good, then I will go first."

"Oh, by the way, handsome guy, do you know Chi Xue?" She grabbed the tray I just picked up.

Here you go, I'm waiting here.

I shook my head: "I don't know."

"I heard that your boss is his friend, and he has been to your place, haven't you met him?"

"……Met."

Her eyes lit up: "My God! Then why didn't you seize the opportunity to get to know him?!"

Her tone sounded downright hopeless, as if it wasn't "me" but herself who missed that once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

I’d never been exposed to groupies before — that’s what they were called when I was a kid, but it seems to be different now — and she was so emotional that it kind of shocked me for a moment.

Like a wave of heat, it turned into a solid body in the air, and rushed towards me with a bang.

how so?They obviously don't know Chi Xue, haven't talked to him, haven't personally experienced what kind of person he is, haven't really understood him, but they can love him so openly, sincerely and passionately.

For a split second, I felt a tinge of jealousy.

"Not everyone cares about him. If you like him, you will feel that knowing him is a gift." I pulled back the tray with a little force, and looked at her. Delivering coffee doesn't make any difference."

After finishing speaking, before the little girl entangled me again, I walked quickly to the stairs.

Irritability and restlessness haunt me for no reason.The whole afternoon after that, I felt an unknown fire running between my heart and abdomen, with an erratic trajectory, sometimes faintly, sometimes violently.

Having been together for too long, my emotions cannot escape Song Weiran's eyes.At four o'clock in the afternoon, there were still a lot of people in the store. I was about to take over her work. She nodded her head and looked at the key in the corner.

"Go pick Jasmine up, I'll take care of it here."

There was a smile in her eyes that seemed to contain everything.This was something that quietly grew in Jasmine's eyes after she came to the world.

It was originally supposed to be exclusive to Jasmine, but because I have been close enough to their lives for a long time, I can often get it.

"Thank you, Mom." Without any psychological barriers, I behaved nicely, picked up her key, and opened the small electric donkey for picking up Jasmine.

For the convenience of work and life, the kindergarten that Jasmine attends is not far from Chunfengbuzui, and not far from the community where we live, so we can drop off early and pick up at night.

The pick-up eDonkey was bought according to Jasmine's preference, pink.I am a big man riding a pink car on the road, which is quite attractive.

When we arrived at the kindergarten, the children who had been picked up by their parents had already queued up one by one.There was no figure of Jasmine, she was probably waiting in the classroom.

I looked in through the iron fence, and saw through the glass window that it was basically empty, only Jasmine was alone.

She is different, she is not afraid of loneliness since she was a child, and the empty classroom seems to make her more comfortable.Facing the polished tile wall, she calmly performed the basic movements of her usual dance, with a casual and stretched posture, entertaining herself to pass the time like a little adult.

I couldn't bear to interrupt her, so I watched for a while, and saw that she had completed a set of movements, and then I knocked on the fence and called her: "Jasmine!"

She turned her head, a surprise smile appeared on her face, and she ran over to the window: "Ah Cheng, it's you!"

"Your mother is not free, come out quickly."

"Okay, here I come!"

She turned around and ran to the door. I reminded her of the "school bag", and she returned to her seat to get the school bag.I walked to the gate of the kindergarten to pick up the child and waited, just in time to see her running around.

"Song Moli, who is going to pick you up today?" The teacher who guards the door asked routinely.

Jasmine raised her head and said proudly, "It's my uncle!"

The gatekeeper teacher sent her out with a smile, and as usual, praised me how sensible the child was.Among five or six-year-old children, Jasmine is the most worry-free.

After exchanging greetings with the teacher, I took Jasmine's hand and went out.She was jumping and jumping happily. When she got to the side of the car, she threw her schoolbag to me and stood on the "special seat" in front, holding the front of the car with both hands.

"A Cheng, let's go for a drive!"

"Okay, where do you want to go for a stroll today?" Normally, Song Weiran would not agree to her request. I thought it was a waste of time, so I took the opportunity to act as a loving father.

"Go to the park, I want to see other people skateboard!"

"Okay, then go to the park." I put the little pink helmet on her little head, got in the car, put my arms around her and held the handle of the car, "Let's go!"

She cheered happily the moment the car started, and I was not driving fast, almost slowly passing by the gate of her school.

In April, the pink and red bauhinia flowers on the roadside in Yangcheng are all over the branches. From a distance, you can't tell whether it is a redbud flower or a cherry blossom or something else. It just looks like snow.

Driving out of this section of Huahai Street, the car entered a wide main road. I was about to speed up when I suddenly felt a car approaching.

Looking in the rearview mirror, I realized it was a Cayenne.And the opponent's approach was not a coincidence, but intentional.

I was a little puzzled, and looked back to see what was going on.

——It's Chi Xue.

Amazingly, I wasn't surprised.

It seemed that he saw me and found out, so he simply accelerated and drove over.Our eyes met briefly, and he glanced towards the side of the road, motioning for a place to stop.

There was a drum in my heart, and the restless mood came up again, and I didn't really want to contact him.But it's not an option for him to drive and follow me like this, at least it's not safe.

There was hardly any trade-off, and after 2 minutes, I found a place to park.

Almost at the same time, he also stopped beside me, then leaned over to the car window by the side of the road and looked up at me with a dazzling smile on his face.

"Aren't you going for a ride? I'll take you!"